Tuesday, 29 March 2022

Yet Still I Fall



Although I’m wide awake, yet still I fall 
as if in some dark dream I am confined 
I find myself oblivious to it all

I’m often trapped inside the lines that gall 
or words that hold my conscience in a bind 
Although I’m wide awake, yet still I fall

When all about me plaintive seabirds call 
and billows roll above the ocean brine 
I find myself oblivious to it all

I face the rain, my back against the wall 
and march my feet toward the battle line 
Although I’m wide awake, yet still I fall

Through deserts of the heart I slowly crawl 
to reach the cool oasis of the vine 
I find myself oblivious to it all

I sadly took my eye from off the ball 
and failed to see the final warning sign 
I find myself oblivious to it all 
Although I’m wide awake, yet still I fall


Steve Wheeler © 29 March, 2022

2 comments:

  1. You did and did and did. I am completely lost in this top down journey that seems unknowable and unfinishable given that "the deserts of the heart" and the relentless heat of the mind are worth-risking despite their subliminal effect and mind-blowing vastness. I love this falling Rubie, this rare gem from the the inaccessible vaults of art.

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